i can't stand anything right now...

feeling frustrated with the world and pissed off that i don't get what i want.
I really don't require much to feel better.
Really. It doesn't take a lot.

Bird-Feet

For Bird-Feet with a healthy portion of my love:

Stations are all alike; it doesn't matter if the lights cannot illuminate beyond their blurred halo, all of this is a setting you know by heart, with the odor of train that lingers even after all the trains have left, the special odor of stations after the last train has left. The lights of the station and the sentences you are reading seem to have the job of dissolving more than of indicating the things that surface from a veil of darkeness and fog. I have landed in this station for the first time in my life
--If on a winter's night a traveler

Who's This Guy?

i love my friends.

Weekend

Saturday bled into...










Sunday gave way to...